I grew up in Liverpool and we were always aware of the TAFE and the convict built Anglican Church, St Lukes ( I was married there ) - Fisher's ghost ( just down the road at Campbelltown ) and the hospital.
My elder sister went to TAFE and claimed to have seen a ' see through lady in a long old fashioned dress ' walk down the hallway in front of her and turn into a doorway that was no longer there - that was in the 70's. We were always told to keep away from Clinches Pond because people who drowned there were never found because the pond was " bottomless ". If you have ever seen clinches pond it is quite small and almost perfectly circular so doesn't appear natural. However, testing in the 80's solved the ' bottomless scenario '. Its actually a sink hole.
There was a natural cave that was full of water from the high water table that comes from the nearby Georges River and the roof caved in ( hence the circular appearance ). If you are unlucky enough to drown, when you sink to the bottom pf the pond ( cave ), the current in the cave system carries your body into the maze of caves so it is never found and doesn't rise to the surface like in 'regular ' drownings. But I know when I went to hockey matches in the adjacent hockey fields in the late 70's I kept a respectful distance! Still spooky!
My mother's home ' near McDonalds ' however led us to believe Liverpool is truly haunted as we had everything from full bodied apparitions, to EVPS ( before the term was coined ), phantom smells and poltergeist activity. The whole experience growing up is why I am still interested in the paranormal. Mum thought we were suffering mass hallucinations until neighbours encountered our ghost ( they moved ) and boyfriends were confronted ( they dumped my sisters quick smart! )
So with independent witnesses she had to face the fact we weren't actually crazy.
I have some friends who still drive past my mothers house and stare or if walking, walk that little bit faster. Needless to say I didn't have many sleep overs growing up. My Dad died in the local hospital ( not the new one ) and my other sister had an encounter with a nurse who out her hand on her shoulder to comfort her............but wasn't there.
Myself when preparing for my wedding we had to have interviews at the church once a week and we decided we wanted some time lapse night shots of the old architecture. So my husband and I with tripods and boxes of camera equipment set ourselves up by the hall beside the church one cold night in May 1986 ( the hall is where I went to Sunday school as a child ) and started setting up shots when out of the back door of the church comes a hooded figure - who we first took to be the priest in a hoodie!
We thought we were going to get in trouble for trespassing! I managed to get out an audible ' uh oh ' ( as in we're in trouble ) when it just stepped down the one or two steps to ground level, took one or 2 steps and vanished. My (later husband ) however wondered what I was going ' uh oh ' for and thought there was an issue with the camera - he maintained he didn't see a thing.
but many years later felt compelled to admit he actually had.